"Amitabha, this is the venue of the Qingwu Conference, please stop the Rising Sun donor!"

A Buddha horn sounded like an ancient bell, resounding throughout the venue.

The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng's body was emptied of the heat wave, and that terrifying palm was about to slap Ye Xing's body.

It's in the midst of that lightning and fire—

Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple in a robe, carried out light exercises, and came to Ye Xing's body as if shrinking into inches, only to see him twist the Buddha beads lightly with his left hand, and raised his right hand to meet the terrifying palm of the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng.

Fight with both palms!

"Boom!"

In an instant, as if the sky was falling apart, terrifying energy burst out from between the palms and fingers, with the two of them as the center, golden light and fire light reflected each other, forming a terrifying energy storm that instantly swept the entire ring.

"Whew!"

The heavy blue steel stone slabs on the ground were all blown up by the violent energy, suspended in mid-air, cracked inch by inch, and exploded.

Suddenly, the stone powder in the sky rose one after another, falling in a slump.

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of everyone around, and millions of spectators looked at the wind-swept No. 1 ring with their eyes in unison, either excited, excited, or looking forward to something.

Supreme fights, extremely rare. And he is also the helmsman of the two holy lands, and he is at the forefront of the thirty-six supremes in the "Heavenly List".

The center of the storm in the No. 1 ring flew sand and stones, and the energy was raging, and it was only after a moment that it gradually subsided, and the flying dust, sand and stone powder fell all over the ground, revealing the two supreme powerhouses fighting in the center of the field.

Dressed in a fiery red robe, the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng with a domineering and majestic face, and Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple who was dressed in a robe and had a solemn treasure.

"Abbot Kongyun, why are you blocking this seat!" the Holy Fire Sect Leader, Rising Sun Dongsheng, frowned slightly, and said in an angry tone.

"Amitabha, please also ask the Rising Sun Sect Master's subordinates to be merciful!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, twisted the Buddha beads lightly, and said loudly: "This is the Qingwu Association, all the contestants are fair hands, competition and competition, the Rising Sun donor is the master of a sect, why bother to surrender his identity to a junior!"

"Competition?" "Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng said coldly: "This son has a vicious mind, and he dares to abolish my son's right hand, does the master have to condone such a murderer?"

"Amitabha, the way of heaven is normal, the cycle of cause and effect, everything has a cause and an effect!" The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Kongyun, clasped his hands together and said loudly: "Although Ye Sanxiao's benefactor is hurtful, how can the young master of the Holy Flame be harmless. Grievances and grievances are right and wrong, right and wrong, who can say for sure!"

"Does the abbot really want to meddle in this matter?" the Holy Fire Sect Leader's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Good, good, the Qingwu Club is a martial arts event, causing such a tragic event, it is really not what the old man wants!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, said in a deep voice: "My Shaolin Temple is the organizer of this conference, after all, Ye Sanxiao Benefactor did not violate the rules of the Qingwu Association, the Holy Fire Young Sect's main skills are not as good as others, if the Rising Sun Sect Master wants to force his head for the Young Sect Master, Lao Wei can only help Ye Sanxiao donor block it!"

Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng's face instantly turned gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light like a poisonous snake.

A moment later.

"Very well, the abbot is merciful, how can this seat be destroyed. It's just that you can protect him for a while, and it's hard to protect him for a lifetime. Unless he nests in the Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life, otherwise, if my Holy Fire Sect wants to kill someone, even if it is an overlord, he will have to be ambushed!" the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng snorted coldly, flicked his robe, and left the scene with the Rising Sun Mania.

Obviously, the Rising Sun Dongsheng can only hold back this breath, firstly, Master Kongyun's cultivation is not weaker than him, and secondly, this is the home of Shaolin Temple, if it is a rush, it will definitely not take any advantage.

With the departure of the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng, Ye Xing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

It is impossible to say that it is not nervous, the supreme powerhouse is the existence that stands at the top of the entire Central Plains martial arts, and in the face of that terrifying murderous aura, the pressure is very great.

In fact, as early as when he made a move on the Rising Sun, Ye Xing had already expected this to be the case.

However, Ye Xing was not worried, because he did not violate the rules of the Qingwu Society, and the Shaolin Temple had to protect him. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one will dare to participate in the Qingwu Conference in the future. Injuries are inevitable. Just imagine, if you are killed on the spot because you hurt a disciple of the Holy Land, then don't try martial arts at all, and directly compare to see who is stronger behind it. I'm afraid that the Wuliang Mountain Youth Martial Arts Association will also become a laughing stock in martial arts.

Therefore, even if he abolished the right hand of the Rising Sun Maniac and caused the Holy Fire Sect to be furious, Ye Xing was still more than eighty percent sure that the Shaolin Temple would definitely come forward to protect him.

Of course, if he miscalculated, then Ye Xing could still escape here through the purple light cluster portal. Anyway, it's no problem to save a life, at least this evil breath can be regarded as ruthless. The Rising Sun Maniac who has been deposed of his right hand will only be reduced to a second-rate hand even if he steps into the first-class innate realm in the future, and there is no hope for the position of overlord in this life.

With the end of the semi-finals, the surrounding warriors suddenly exploded and boiled, and they exchanged heads and talked about it.

First, the two geniuses showed their magic skills and fought fiercely, and then the two supremes came out to face each other, and the entire Qinggangshi ring was destroyed.

This semi-final can be described as exciting, with many martial artists talking one after another, and the scene is extremely noisy. Some people admired Ye San's talent and boldness; some people felt that Ye San was so stupid that he dared to offend the Holy Fire Sect; some people speculated that Ye San might have some grievances with the Holy Fire Sect; and some people felt sorry for Ye San, a brilliant genius was afraid to die before he could grow up.

After the semi-finals, there was a break of about an hour.

At this time, it is already evening dusk, the sunset is obliquely shining, the sky is covered with red clouds, and the branches and leaves of the trees of the entire Wuliang Mountain are glowing with bright green brilliance, swaying with the wind, which is very beautiful.

With the ringing of a bell, the finals of this year's Youth Martial Arts Association officially began. The warriors who were wandering around the Wuliang Mountain suddenly all flocked towards the conference venue. The most crucial finals are about to begin, and they will not miss such a visual feast.

"Senior Brother Liu, who do you think can win the first place in this Youth Martial Arts Conference?"

"I think it should be Ye San, Ye San's boxing skills are extremely strong, and he fights head-to-head with the same realm, I'm afraid it's difficult for anyone to be his opponent. Moreover, he is also a body refining martial artist, and the fighting persistence is very strong!"

"Well, there's some truth to what you're saying, but I don't quite think so. I feel that the masked man has a better chance of winning!"

"Oh, how can Senior Brother Wang see it?"

"I don't know, I can't tell. I just feel that Zang Feng seems to be a little unfathomable, and he can't see through it! It seems that he has not fully displayed his strength from beginning to end. ”

......

"Senior sister, what are you doing here?"

"Play, this Wuliang Mountain is worthy of being a holy place of Buddhism, and the scenery is so beautiful!"

"Oh, my little aunt, the finals are about to be—"

"It's starting to start, I'm going to continue to walk around, huh, what are you talking about? The finals of the Youth Martial Arts Association have begun? Hurry up, why are you still stunned. Hurry up, brother, hurry up, why are you walking so slowly!"

Millions of martial artists swarmed towards the scene of the Youth Martial Arts Conference.

At this moment, a spectator warrior at the scene of the Youth Martial Arts Association was seated, and the scene was very lively, and the game was about to officially begin.

There were many rings in the venue, but all of them were empty, except for the main ring in the center, where two young men were standing.

The young man on the left, dressed in black, wearing a mask, and wearing a seven-foot slender sword at his waist, exuded a mysterious and unpredictable aura.

The young man on the right was wearing a golden robe, standing in the ring with his bare hands, and the whole person was filled with a fierce aura, it was Ye San, who was disguised by Ye Xing.

The two were horns at each other, looking at each other and confronting each other.

"This is the first place in the Youth Martial Arts Association, I am bound to win!" Zang Feng, the masked man, looked at Ye Xing opposite.

"Me too!" Ye Xing said lightly.

"Oh?" said the masked man Zang Feng with some surprise in his tone: "I feel that you should not be a person with a good reputation, why do you have to win the first place?"

"We must be meeting for the first time!"

"Yes!"

"You know me quite well!" Ye Xing smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if the first place or the last place is, what I want is a Buddhist relic!"

"I'm the opposite of you, I don't have the slightest interest in Buddhist relics!" said the masked man, Zang Feng.

"That's great!" Ye Xing grinned, "Why don't you give me the first place?"

The two of them tried to pull each other's skins, because they both felt that the other was not easy to deal with.

"You're really interesting!" the ghost-faced man's thin lips under the mask curled slightly, "I don't think we need to hide it, just burst out with all our strength!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a 'buzz', and a huge aura erupted from Zang Feng's body, and the surrounding yin wind gusted in an instant. His cultivation was directly improved from the early stage of the congenital second class to the middle stage of the innate second class, and even approached the late stage of the second class of the first day.

Since the beginning of this year's Youth Martial Arts Meeting, he has not done his best, and it was not until this moment that the ghost-faced man Zang Feng broke out with all his cultivation.

"Hehe, that's what I mean!"

Ye Xing smiled lightly, and the surging Jiuyang True Yuan came out of his body, and the scorching energy rippled out like ripples, instantly sweeping the entire ring.

(The second update is delivered, 3,000 words of the big chapter!Prepare to take a bath, think about tomorrow's plot, and then go to bed, good night everyone!)